Mood can be as important as sense.
Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.
Women tell time by the body. They are like clocks. They are always fastened to the earth, listening for its small animal noises.
As a writer one has to take the chance on being a fool.
The place I live in is a kind of maze and I keep seeking the exit or the home.
Let God be some tribal female who is known but forbidden.